Having Triplets With Potent CEO

Bo Qin narrowed his eyes. Now Qiao Nancheng can't turn over. It's not enough to be afraid.

"Go back and leave the rest to the police."

Bo Jia

At the moment, the Bo family has become an empty shell. All the things that can be moved have been moved by the others of the Bo family. Bo Rongtai wants to stop them, but Zhen Lan's condition is becoming more and more serious. Now she doesn't know clearly. For a moment, she cries and says that she is wrong, and for a moment, she scolds Tang Qingge, just like she has schizophrenia. For a moment, her thinking is clear and confused.

In short, I can't leave people for a moment.

Bo Rongtai couldn't stop them, so he simply went with them. This month, all the family that could move away were moved away. Bo Rongtai couldn't even take out Zhen Lan's medical expenses.

But I met the debt collector again and came home to collect the debt.

"Where is Zhen LAN?"

At the door, a man dressed especially heroic, shaved rogue head, tattooed, wearing Martin boots and kicking on the flower bed shouted.

He was followed by four or five men who looked bad.

Bo Rongtai did not know how many batches of such people he had dealt with. He came out. Even if he was down, he still had pride. His back can hear very straight.

The man threw up his cigarette handle and said fiercely, "who are you?"

"I'm Zhen Lan's husband. What can I do for you?"

"Can't you see the debt collection?" the man snorted coldly, and then ordered his men, "bring the account book."

His men took the account book. He said to Bo Rongtai one by one, "last year, Zhen LAN spent a total of 30 million in guifangzhai and bought three kinds of jewelry. She asked us to record the money in the account of Bo's group, but now Bo's group is bankrupt. Now you say how to calculate this account!"

Then the man threw the ledger in front of Bo Rongtai and spat on it.

Others looked at him with arms in their arms and said sarcastically, "pick it up, big boss, don't you rich people lose gold when you bend down? Today we'll see if you lose gold when you bend down."

Bo Rongtai was stunned by such a humiliating way.

Only then did he realize that these people were different from those before. The former debt collectors wore Bowties and suits and could at least communicate well, but now these people are local ruffians and hooligans. If they are angry, they might start.

Bo Rongtai moved his mouth and his face was a little ugly.

His first thought was not to humiliate himself, but what should Zhen LAN do if he called the police and went to the police station at that time?

So don't annoy them.

Bo Rongtai bent down and picked up the account book from the ground.

The group burst into laughter.

Bo Rongtai looked calm and even calmly took out a square towel from his pocket and wiped the dirty account book, but the leading man seemed to be annoyed by his move and kicked away the account book in his hand.

"Why, do you dislike me? Haven't you recognized your current situation? You're not a big boss now. Don't give me these airs."

The man grabbed Bo Rongtai from the ground.

Bo Rongtai's face changed and grabbed his hand. "If there's anything we can say, don't do it."

"Hahaha, brothers, did you hear that he begged me not to do it, and these rich people would beg! Hahaha, it's ridiculous!"

"Ha ha ha."

The others laughed.